Be Mine.

A story about love lost.

Specifically, the things I didn’t buy that haunt me. One thing in particular: the Kate Spade Shanghai Takeout bag.

A very much appropriate story, considering, we met a year ago, during last February’s New York Fashion Week.

The first time I saw the Kate Spade’s bag resembling a Chinese takeout box, it was during the brand begging us to live colorfully’s Fall 2014 collection. I wondered if it would just be for the presentation or would it be actually available for retail.

It was.

The bag reminded me of a down-to-earth version of Chanel’s Take Away Box bag. And maybe that’s why this hurts, maybe, because it was within reach. But there was no way that I could actually justify spending the retail price when it became available.

$350. Ouch.

Especially for something that I couldn’t eat or live in.

But I would visit it periodically. And once, my trigger finger got a little excited during their Friends & Family sale, but stalled when I realized the website would host a “secret” sale—there’s one going on right now, fyi. See what I mean?

I went to visit the bag again. I saw a street style snapshot of a girl wearing the bag during the couture shows in Paris last month, sending me back to check on it. I didn’t know her but I knew that bag.

It wasn’t there.

Now, I can’t stop thinking about all the ways I would have worn it: as a crossbody with a leather dress in the spring or as a clutch with jeans ripped at the knee and a silk blouse on the weekend. Being cheeky, actually wearing it to a pickup an order of wings and fries.

I just know you would have looked amazing in my apartment. I could have worked you into the display so nicely. We would have had a nice life together.

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Will you be my Valentine, Kate Spade Shanghai Takeout bag? I promise to love you forever, ever.

Is this where eBay comes into play? For situations like this? How do you all recover when this happens to you?

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